Hold it in… Xiaoxiao, you have to hold it in…
Even though I’ve seen this many times in the recorded videos, sitting with her in my arms for real is a completely different story in terms of both feel and visual impact!
If I dye the bathtub red with a nosebleed now, or do something excessive and scare my sister away, I’ll never get another chance like this again!
After chanting a calming mantra a hundred times in her head and even giving her thigh a hard pinch, Su Xiaoxiao felt her boiling blood cool down just a little.
She slowly lowered her arms, which had been frozen mid-air, and took a deep breath.
The warm steam, mixed with the sweet scent belonging to her sister, filled her lungs, causing a sickly crimson flush to instantly bloom at the corners of her eyes.
With extreme restraint, she gently rested her sharp chin on Su Ruanruan’s thin, rounded right shoulder.
“Mmh…”
The moment her chin touched the damp skin, Su Ruanruan shuddered all over as if hit by static electricity. Her small body instinctively tried to dodge forward. Her cheeks, already flushed from the heat, now looked as if they were about to catch fire, and her hands gripped the edge of the bathtub nervously.
“Don’t move.”
Xiaoxiao’s voice became unusually hoarse from suppressing a certain longing, carrying a hint of obsessive possessiveness that brooked no refusal.
She pulled her long arms inward, gathering the petite body into her embrace from both sides with extreme gentleness, yet firmly enough so that Su Ruanruan’s back was pressed flush against her own soft chest.
The two bodies were completely pressed together in the warm water.
“Ah…”
Su Ruanruan let out half a startled cry that wavered in pitch before she bit her lip hard.
She could clearly feel that her younger sister’s heartbeat was terrifyingly fast; the violent thumping felt as if it would vibrate through her chest and shatter her own back.
And… it was too close.
Because they were so close, the sensation of skin-to-skin contact without any barrier was infinitely magnified by the hot water.
Xiaoxiao’s warm body temperature, her long and powerful arms, and the tips of her fingers that brushed against her waist now and then—every point of contact was wildly stimulating her sensitive nerves, making Su Ruanruan curl her toes tightly in shame.
‘It’s strange. When I finally held my sister’s body, the one I’ve dreamed of day and night, all those lewd thoughts and filthy fantasies I had in front of the computer actually vanished miraculously.’
The person in her arms was truly so small.
Her frame was so delicate it felt as if it would break with just a little force, and her skin was soft and smooth.
Even if she used to be so wicked and unpleasant, at this moment, in this enclosed bathroom, she was just a shivering little animal that needed to be completely controlled by her.
An unprecedented sense of peace spread wildly through Xiaoxiao’s chest.
The sound of splashing water echoed in the quiet bathroom. White steam blurred the mirror and also blurred the long-standing barrier between the two of them.
“Sister…”
Xiaoxiao turned her head, her cool lips accidentally-on-purpose brushing against Su Ruanruan’s pink earlobe. Her tone held a rare hint of nostalgia and deep emotion. “It feels like… it’s been a very, very long time since we bathed together like this.”
“Mm…”
The tingling sensation from her earlobe made Su Ruanruan’s body soften even further. She bit her lip and let out an indistinct nasal sound.
She felt that her sister wasn’t making any further excessive moves, but was simply holding her like a large dog seeking security.
The sense of shame gradually faded, and her tense body slowly relaxed, leaning back against that warm, tall frame.
“It’s probably… been seven or eight years.”
Xiaoxiao closed her eyes and buried her face in Su Ruanruan’s wet silver hair, reminiscing about that time she kept cherished deep in her heart but didn’t dare to touch lightly. “Back then, we were both still in elementary school.”
“The two of us were about the same height; you were even half a head taller than me.” Xiaoxiao’s voice became somewhat ethereal, as if she had returned to that distant afternoon. “Do you remember? When we first moved into this shabby neighborhood.”
Su Ruanruan froze for a moment, closing her eyes to touch the memory fragments belonging to the Original Owner deep in her mind.
“Back then, Mother had to go out every day to set up her stall and often came home very late. The kids in the yard always bullied me. They stole my toys, threw stones at me, and mocked us for being wild kids without a mother, calling Mama shameless…”
Xiaoxiao’s voice trembled slightly, and the arms around Su Ruanruan’s waist tightened unconsciously, the force so great it was as if she wanted to knead Su Ruanruan into her own body.
“I was very cowardly then; I only knew how to hide in a corner and cry.”
The floodgates of memory swung open.
In her mind, Su Ruanruan saw a silver-haired girl who was just as petite but was like a little tiger protecting its food.
“You rushed over like a little firecracker.”
A gentle curve formed at the corner of Xiaoxiao’s mouth, her eyes looking obsessively at Su Ruanruan’s flushed profile beneath the water. “You pushed them away and stood in front of me, protecting me. You scolded them until they were speechless, fought back with the nastiest words, and even didn’t hesitate to fight girls much older than you. You wouldn’t admit defeat even after being pushed into a mud pit; you just got up and kept biting them.”
“You were covered in mud then, pointing at them and saying, ‘How dare you bully my sister and my Mama? You Small Fry can all go to hell!'”
“That night, the three of us squeezed into this small bathtub to wash up.” Xiaoxiao’s voice was as soft as if she were telling a fairy tale, her fingertips lightly tracing the knee where Su Ruanruan had once been injured. “You were crying while letting Mama clean your wounds, yet you were still solemnly promising me that if anyone ever dared to bully me again, you’d break their legs.”
“But later…”
Xiaoxiao’s voice gradually trailed off, tinged with a bitterness she couldn’t hide. “I don’t know when it started, but things between us became like this.”
“I’m sorry… Xiaoxiao…”
A sharp pang of sorrow rose in Su Ruanruan’s heart. The Original Owner, before her memories were awakened, really had been a bit wicked; thinking about it now made her feel incredibly ashamed. She lowered her head awkwardly, her silver hair covering half of her flushed face.
“However,”
Xiaoxiao’s tone suddenly changed. Taking the initiative, she suddenly grabbed Su Ruanruan’s small hand resting on her knee and wrapped it tightly within her own slightly larger palm.
She lowered her head, her chin rubbing against Su Ruanruan’s silver hair. The corners of her mouth curled into a smile that was sickly, satisfied, and carried a hint of relief.
“Actually, even if my sister became a bad child… even if you scolded me and loathed me, I really do love you the most.”
Xiaoxiao’s breathing became somewhat hot. She greedily sniffed the strawberry scent rising from behind Su Ruanruan’s ear, steamed out by the heat.
Due to her absolute physical dominance, she easily buried her entire face into the crook of Su Ruanruan’s neck, her nose roaming wantonly over that soft skin.
“Wu…”
Su Ruanruan’s breathing instantly lost its rhythm. The ticklish sensation from her neck made her feel like a pool of melting spring water.
That tingling sensation rushed straight to her four limbs. Her hands gripped the edge of the tub weakly, her knuckles turning slightly white from the effort, and her originally fair back flushed an enticing crimson.
Behind her, where Su Ruanruan couldn’t see, Xiaoxiao’s dark red eyes were swirling with an incredibly intense, sickly obsession.
She even took advantage of the fact that Su Ruanruan was weak and defenseless to open her mouth and use her teeth to gently, wickedly bite Su Ruanruan’s flushed earlobe!
“Ah!”
Su Ruanruan felt like a bolt of electricity had surged through her, and she nearly jumped out of the tub in fright. That instant shock to her soul caused her eyes to immediately well up with physiological tears.
“Wha—what are you doing!” Su Ruanruan covered her ear in shame and anger, nearly on the verge of tears from the panic. “Was all that tenderness just an act?!”
“Hahahaha…”
Looking at her sister in her arms—who was bristling from being bullied and had tears hanging from the corners of her eyes but could only offer a weak protest—the bathroom echoed with Xiaoxiao’s rare, hearty laughter.
The barriers and awkwardness that had accumulated between the sisters for several years finally quietly dissipated amidst the steam and the playfulness.
“Alright, I’ll stop teasing you.” Xiaoxiao withdrew her smile and picked up the body wash sitting on the edge of the tub. “Turn around, I’ll scrub your back. That was the condition you agreed to outside.”
“You said it! No more inappropriate touching!”
Su Ruanruan’s face turned red as she turned around aggrievedly, once again exposing that defenseless, fair back to her sister.
Xiaoxiao squeezed a palmful of body wash foam that smelled of sweet strawberries.
Her fingers were long and powerful, but the moment they touched her sister’s skin, her movements became extremely gentle and restrained.
Those cautious movements were as if she were wiping a fragile piece of precious porcelain. As the warm foam and gentle touch moved across her back, Su Ruanruan’s tense nerves slowly relaxed.
“Mmh… a little to the left… scrub a bit harder!”
Leaning against the edge of the tub, Su Ruanruan narrowed her eyes comfortably like a cat being groomed. Regaining a bit of her haughty personality, she began directing her sister behind her.
“Yes, Sister.” Xiaoxiao sighed helplessly and increased the pressure slightly.
However, her eyes remained obsessively glued to that fine skin. When her fingers slid over the sensitive small of Su Ruanruan’s back, she deliberately slowed down, using her fingertips to trace a faint circle.
“Wu…”
A strong tingling sensation instantly spread through her entire body. Su Ruanruan trembled uncontrollably, and a soft, delicate moan escaped her lips. She buried her face in the crook of her arm, feeling so ashamed she wished she could drown herself in the bathtub.
She’d bet anything that this perverted siscon did that on purpose!
After the bath came the hair washing.
Su Ruanruan closed her eyes, sitting obediently on a small stool.
Xiaoxiao stood behind her, weaving her long fingers through the silver strands of hair, massaging the scalp with extreme patience.
The warm stream of water washed away her fatigue. Su Ruanruan felt so comfortable she was like a purring kitten, nearly falling asleep.
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